The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 151: Echoes of the Past

Wen Nuan was a very persistent girl. When she first fell in love, she liked Fang Liucheng and often ran from the junior high section to the senior high section to find him, so she heard many things about the senior high.

The student body at this high school had a lot of gossip and many interesting stories, especially since there were so many second-generation rich and officials’ children. For example, there were many disputes over who was the prettiest girl in the class or the school.

And who among the "school heartthrobs" was the most popular was hotly debated among the female students.

Wen Nuan remembered that when she was studying, the school heartthrob was clearly Fang Liucheng. He excelled in both academics and sports, and countless girls were smitten with him. But if Ye Feimo had been there back then, would Fang Liucheng have had a chance at being the school heartthrob?

Though it felt a little disloyal to Fang Liucheng to think this, it was the truth.

"When we were in junior high, Young Master Ye was in his third year of senior high, almost graduating. He was quite low-key at school. Back then, no one knew he was the second young master of Anning. And, ahem... everyone thought he was just a poor kid who got in on scholarship. He dressed very ordinarily. Which of us didn’t have a designer item on us? He had nothing. He used a phone that no one could recognize the brand of, thinking it was a knock-off."

*Pfft!*

Wen Nuan burst out laughing, clutching her stomach. She couldn’t take it. "What knock-off? I bet that phone was the most advanced phone in the world!"

Tang Mandong and Gao Chunmiao simultaneously shot daggers at her. "How do you know that?!"

Wen Nuan quickly adjusted her expression. "Just guessing."

Tang Mandong could probably guess her relationship with Ye Feimo, but Gao Chunmiao didn’t know, and she didn’t expose Wen Nuan.

"You’re right, the senior high and junior high sections were separate, so it’s normal that we didn’t know about him. Sigh, I can’t believe we and Young Master Ye are actually alumni. It’s just too... melodramatic," Gao Chunmiao shook her head, a meaningful and lovesick expression on her face. "A truly outstanding alumnus."

Wen Nuan smiled. After Ye Feimo’s address, the athlete representatives took the stage to swear an oath, followed by the start of the sports meet.

Gao Chunmiao had dragged them to watch the sports meet mainly because her younger brother was a contestant in the 800-meter race and the relay race for second-year high school students. Gao Chunmiao, Tang Mandong, and Wen Nuan went up to the bleachers on the right side of the main platform.

The 800-meter race was held after the 200-meter race. Gao Chunmiao was the most enthusiastic. Her brother was warming up below, and she jumped up and down on the stands, shouting loudly, "Gao Yuan, come on, come on! Win the race, and your sister will give you a kiss! Go!"

Tang Mandong also yelled, "Gao Yuan, don’t take your sister’s kiss! Come in first, and I’ll give you a sweet kiss! First place! Long live Gao Yuan!"

The students in the stands all looked at them. Tang Mandong and Gao Chunmiao didn’t care, vying to give Gao Yuan a kiss. Tang Mandong had only graduated from high school a year ago; she was a popular figure in her middle school days. From junior high to senior high, everyone knew her.

She, Gao Chunmiao, and Wen Nuan were the "Big Sisters Trio." Of course, "Big Sister" referred to Tang Mandong and Gao Chunmiao; Wen Nuan was purely the innocent little rabbit.

Wen Nuan covered her face and crouched down. *How embarrassing! Ugh... did they have to shout so loudly? Gao Yuan hadn’t even started the race yet; shouting like that would make his legs weak.*

A junior in the stands shouted, "Sister Mandong, you should give the kiss *before* the race! That’s what gives a man the drive to charge forward! A kiss after the race isn’t as passionate! Go give him a kiss now! Gao Yuan, do you want it?"

Gao Yuan looked miserable and promptly turned his face away. He had tried to stop his sister from coming to the sports meet today, but she still came.

*Kiss my ass! My legs are already weak; how am I supposed to run?*

The stands erupted in cheers. Ye Feimo, who was about to leave after his address, frowned when he heard Tang Mandong’s voice. His gaze swept towards the bleachers on the right, and he indeed saw Tang Mandong and a vibrant, pretty girl waving their hats.

He felt a pang of disappointment. Tang Mandong saw Wen Nuan squatting down and immediately pulled her up. How could the trio be missing one? Ye Feimo’s eyes flickered with a hint of light. *So, she was here.*

"Mandong, I’m a public figure, you know," Wen Nuan said weakly.

Tang Mandong remembered, then pressed her back down. Gao Chunmiao burst into laughter, pulling Mandong. "Alright, alright, let’s stop shouting, otherwise a lot of juniors will come looking for Senior Sister Wen Nuan."

A faint smile touched Ye Feimo’s lips.

After his address, he had a speech at the school in another hour. Ye Feimo had planned to go to the school library to read until it was time to head to the multi-purpose hall. Who knew that after seeing Wen Nuan, he would remain seated on the podium, with the principal and school board members accompanying him, all looking somewhat pained?

*Young Master Ye, you never attended a single sports meet in middle school, so why are you suddenly interested in them now?*

Tang Mandong and the others cheered for the juniors and seniors they knew. The 200-meter race, though short, was intense, involving both boys and girls. The senior high races were in the morning, and the junior high in the afternoon.

Wen Nuan occasionally glanced through the crowd in the stands at Ye Feimo on the podium.

He was focused on the competition, seemingly watching very intently. Wen Nuan thought to herself, *Would Ye Feimo like this kind of competition?*

According to Tang Mandong, he hated sports in his student days and never participated in sports meets.

The boys most favored by middle school girls were usually good at academics, good at sports, and handsome like a Prince Charming. Ye Feimo’s sports performance must not have met the standard back then, which was why he wasn’t as famous as Fang Liucheng.

Ye Feimo occasionally looked back at Wen Nuan in the stands. Some distant memories seemed to pierce through the door of time, rushing back to him. He remembered. At the staircase, there was once a clumsy junior high girl carrying a stack of books, hurrying to find Fang Liucheng. She didn’t see him, bumped squarely into him, and her books scattered all over the floor. Her eyes glared fiercely at him.

He had no interest in the little girl who appeared so abruptly at the time. He coldly turned and walked downstairs, seemingly hearing her cursing him from behind.

That was Wen Nuan.

Back then, her features were still very tender and she was particularly petite. Her large, watery eyes seemed exceptionally big on her small face. Those were indeed very beautiful "peach blossom" eyes.

So, they had met even back then.

It was just that the impression wasn’t deep.

High school wasn’t where he wanted to be in the first place. He had completed his studies very early. Cheng Anya, to make him experience "that damned high school life," sent him to this high school to be in the same class as Tang Shuwen.

Back then, he didn’t care about anything outside of his own affairs, much less a clumsy little girl.

A smile curved at Ye Feimo’s lips. *Wen Nuan, if only I had paid more attention back then.*

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